39. It’s so weird to be turning 39.
I’ve been contemplating the things I could do to celebrate the last year of being in my 30’s. Or things that I could do to prepare for my 40’s. And remembering that my 20’s really weren’t so long ago.
So after all that jumble of numbers, I’ve decided that 39 isn’t going to be so bad. I want to count my blessings daily. I want to live in the present of today. I want to take time to remember all that this year will hold so that I can continue to build upon what I’ve been given.
In order to make the most of remembering and counting my blessings, I am going to start this little project:
One sentence a day for 5 years, finally a journal made for me! I’ve wanted to be that girl that keeps journals, pages and pages of all that is going on; pages and pages of my thoughts and dreams; pages and pages of prayers. Instead, I buy journals that are started and ignored, or purchased and forgotten. One sentence a day? I think this is the beginning of a beautiful friendship.